Rediscovery

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Being a vampire and having an energetic puppy meant that you did a lot of walking indoors in order to make sure the puppy got its exercise.

Fortunately the school was more than big to satisfy, and that was even without including the basement since Angel had a gut instinct that Sean and Sunshine wouldn't get along (assuming Sunshine was still down there, and Angel wasn't going to be the one to check.)

This morning found Angel and a still Santa-hatted Sean wandering around the admin areas. Not really awake yet, Angel let Sean lead. The puppy snuffled his way through one hallway and another until he finally came up to a door that was in what appeared to be a much neglected corridor.

Normally Angel wouldn't have cared, but something on the door caught his eye.

"'Assistants Lounge'?" he read aloud. He frowned. "I didn't know we had an assistants' lounge."

He tested the door. The knob felt rusted, but it opened when he applied a little pressure or possibly it was locked and he just had vamp strength to open it, la la la.

The room was dark, but Angel could make out a table, some chairs, and a faded couch. He could also make out a very strong sent of mold, mildew, and dust.

Sean, for his part, thought this was fascinating. He darted into the room, leapt onto the couch, and immediately set off a dust cloud strong enough that it billowed out into the hall. Sean barked, pleased with his accomplishment.

"Oh yeah," Angel said. "That can't be good."

He decided to investigate.

[ooc: C'mon in! Let's re-open this baby and get it ready for the new year!]

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[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"And if something did happen? The guilt would be simply overwhelming," Callisto frowned. "Clearly something must be done to prevent this."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I think you're absolutely right."

...

"I'll go put Sean back in my room, you get the cans, meet back here in five?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Sounds good to me," Callisto did not look the least bit gleeful at the prospect of arson. Really.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel didn't look pleased at the look of glee on Callisto's face at all. Really.

[ooc: Night!]

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"So, back here in five, then?" Callisto did not do anything remotely resembling skipping as she headed off towards the art room. Really.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Back here in five," Angel confirmed. He motioned for Sean to come over. "C'mere boy."

When he took Sean back to his room, Angel also changed his outfit into something that he didn't mind getting dirty or sooty.

He also grabbed a few of his spare lighters. Just in case.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

A short while later, Callisto returned bearing a number of spray cans and a vaguely maniacal gleeful expression.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Having had further to go, Angel arrived after Callisto. He tossed her one of the lighters. "Here. Can't hurt to have a spare."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Callisto grinned and handed Angel several of the cans in return. "How do you want to do this? Just spray and flame, or give it a couple of coats first?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Spray and flame," Angel said. "Get them before they get us. Also don't get me because I am really flammable."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"In that case, stand beside me then," Callisto shook a can of charchol fixative, and flicked her lighter on. "Sink on three?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel readied his own can and lighter. "One, two - "

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"-three." Callisto pressed the button.

FWOOSH

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

The two flames together made for quite a blast against whatever it was in the sink. The materials inside caught fire, then began to burn with a rather eerily self-contained green flame.

Angel stared at it. "I can't tell if that's good or bad."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Well, I have a lot of experience with fire," Callisto frowned at the fire in the sink. "But I don't recall ever seeing green flames before."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Maybe we should get green marshmellows?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto considered this. "Couldn't hurt."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Green chocolate, green graham crackers - " Angel glanced at Callisto. "'course, that could get sticky."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"But isn't that half the fun?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Guess it depends on what gets sticky," Angel replied.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"I'd think fingers mostly, and your mouth, not sure how you get anything else sticky."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Well there's this thing you can do with - " Angel cleared his throat. "Um. Nevermind. You know that fire's actually kind of pretty."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it is," Callisto looked intrigued. By the flames. Not Angel's cut off statement. Just so we're clear. "Pity that we're gonna have to eventually extingush it."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Gives the place a nice ambiance," Angel said. He wasn't looking mostly at Callisto when he said that. No sirree.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"And y'know green's supposed to be a relaxing colour. Could be handy in a place like this," Callisto didn't keep glancing at Angel as she spoke. Nope.